This world is half the devil's and my own, Daft with the drug that's smoking in a girl and curling round the… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
I still do a bit of this and a bit of that. Some brews and there's nothing wrong with a bud or… — Eddie Money Copy Share Image
So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortall life the leafe, the bud, the flowre — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
And some can pot begonias and some can bud a rose, And some are hardly fit to trust with anything that grows... — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
Before a leaf-bud has burst, its whole life acts; in the full-blown flower there is no more; in the leafless root there… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The daisy is fair, the day-lily rare, The bud o' the rose as sweet as it's bonnie. — James Hogg Copy Share Image
Creativity is so delicate a flower that praise tends to make it bloom, while discouragement often nips it in the bud. — Samuel Butler Copy Share Image
Each opening bud, and care-perfected seed, Is as a page, where we may read of God. — Almira Hart Lincoln Phelps Copy Share Image
And fairy month of waking mirth From whom our joys ensue Thou early gladder of the earth Thrice welcome here anew With… — John Clare Copy Share Image
I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep Of what may come hereafter For men that sow… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
My life is like a faded leaf, My harvest dwindled to a husk: Truly my life is void and brief And tedious… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
I knew I couldn't go on like this, but I'd never been capable of simply nipping an anxiety in the bud. I… — Marlen Haushofer Copy Share Image
Everything speaks: the flowing airstream and the sailing halycon, the blade of grass, the flower, the bud, the element; did you imagine… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
And time brings down what is both strong and tall. But plants new set to be eradicate, And buds new blown, to… — Anne Bradstreet Copy Share Image
No sun, no moon, no morn, no noon, No dawn, no dusk, no proper time of day, . . . . .… — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
The risk it takes to remain tight inside the bud is more painful than the risk it takes to blossom. We don't… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Mansions once Knew their own masters, and laborious hinds, That had surviv'd the father, serv'd the son. Now the legitimate and rightful… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
But days even earlier than these, in April, have a charm, — even days that seem raw and rainy, when the sky… — Thomas Wentworth Higginson Copy Share Image
Let's care and nurture our bodies. You are looking after something from a very early stage. Like a plant, you're giving it… — William Katt Copy Share Image
A tenor player named Bud Revels there at the time. A lot of really nice associations amongst the students. Garry Dial was… — Jon Gordon Copy Share Image
All about us, in earth and air, wherever the eye or ear can reach, there is a power ever breathing itself forth… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
Do not say that I'll depart tomorrow because even today I still arrive. Look at me: I arrive in every second to… — Nhat Hanh Copy Share Image
People talk about the beauty of the spring, but I can't see it. The trees are brown and bare, slimy with rain.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
One time, I think it was my third lesson third or fourth lesson. Kim Parker and he picked me up at the… — Jon Gordon Copy Share Image
A flow'ret crushed in the bud, A nameless piece of Babyhood, Was in her cradle-coffin lying; Extinct, with scarce the sense of… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
The main thing about money is that it makes you do things you don't want to do. — Hal Holbrook Copy Share Image
On and on eternally Shall your altered fluid run, Bud and bloom and go to seed; But your singing days are done — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
The work of vegetation begins first in the irritability of the bark and leaf-buds. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Fair ladies, masked, are roses in their bud; Dismasked, the damask sweet commixture shown, Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
All green and fair the summer lies, Just budded from the bud of spring, With tender blue of wistful skies, And winds… — Sarah Chauncey Woolsey Copy Share Image
But we are mostly what we are, and the turtle stretching toward delicious buds on high does not lighten his carapace by… — Arthur Miller Copy Share Image
I have my mother who is an Irish-Italian, and my father who is African, so I have the taste buds of an… — Alicia Keys Copy Share Image
All I need is some cool bud and some tasty hanging change-ups, and I'm fine! — Khalil Greene Copy Share Image
Every evil in the bud is easily crushed: as it grows older, it becomes stronger. — Marcus Tullius Cicero Copy Share Image
... the best way of killing a rose is to force it open when it is still only the promise of a bud. — Jose Saramago Copy Share Image
The peach-bud glows, the wild bee hums, and wind-flowers wave in graceful gladness. — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
I think of the flower in the bud: huddled, compressed, dark. Yet somehow it feels the night, knows moon from sun. It… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
You can't get away, I can't fill my car up at a gas station without Coors Light, Bud Light, Corona, whatever, it's… — Kirk Windstein Copy Share Image
A rhododendron bud lavender-tipped. Soon a glory of blooms to clash with the cardinals and gladden the hummingbirds! — Dave Beard Copy Share Image
Her body calculated to a millimeter to suggest a bud yet guarantee a flower. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image